Beiting Huang Is Protecting His Dignity!

Mu Qingling was a little angry. Just as she was about to reprimand him, she heard Yuan Ye say, "Little Ninth, I just… I just want to sell it for some money. It's very difficult for my father to dig out feces. He can only earn 50 Silver Coins a month. I want to improve his situation…"

As Yuan Ye spoke, his voice was lowered. Mu Qingling couldn't stand it anymore. She couldn't bear it. She had always thought that her life was very hard, but she didn't expect Yuan Ye's family to be so poor. What could 50 Silver Coins do? It was only enough to buy the worst bread every month and pay the rent.

"I see!" Beiting Huang turned around and waved her hand casually. "Then sell it. I've said it before. Since it's yours, how you deal with it is up to you."

Seeing Beiting Huang's nonchalant actions, Yuan Ye didn't feel that he was being disrespected. On the contrary, he knew very well that Beiting Huang was protecting his dignity as a man.